The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Ignoring Austin Lockwood’s Stiff Expression

Estelle Lockwood narrowed her eyes. ’Why do I get the feeling... that this person has bad intentions?’

The woman on the other side of the video call started nitpicking. "Redesign this hairpin. I don’t like this version. And for the earrings, sketch out three different new designs."

Estelle Lockwood’s tone was calm. "Ma’am, what specifically are you dissatisfied with?"

The woman on the other end scoffed. "Are you the designer or am I? Can’t you use your own eyes to see what’s wrong?"

It sounded like there were other people talking around the woman, because she then listed a few points and commanded haughtily, "These are the parts I’m not satisfied with."

From the moment the woman started speaking, Estelle Lockwood could tell she was just looking for trouble.

As a designer, she would always satisfy the reasonable requests of a normal client. Even if it meant completely scrapping a design, she would do so without complaint.

But this woman had been looking for trouble from the very beginning.

Especially after hearing the issues she raised... Estelle Lockwood’s design drafts simply didn’t have those problems.

The woman gave her the impression of a so-called ’expert’ who knew nothing but pretended she did. She clearly wasn’t a designer, yet she was acting like one, deliberately nitpicking.

"Ma’am, if you feel that the color of the hairpin’s main body is unattractive..."

Estelle Lockwood was a little puzzled. "The main body of the hairpin is made of the violet jadeite your party provided. Given the color of this piece of jadeite, the hairpin can only be purple. Do you take issue with that?"

The woman had just nitpicked that the hairpin’s purple was too ugly, questioning Estelle Lockwood’s skills as a designer in color matching.

If Estelle Lockwood had been designing everything from scratch, she naturally could have taken creative liberties.

But the Prince’s party had placed a restriction on this hairpin—it had to be crafted from solid violet jadeite.

Taking the jadeite’s hardness into account, Estelle Lockwood had chosen a wisteria-themed style. After she presented the design, this woman hadn’t criticized the style or form. Even if she had nitpicked the direction or size of the dangling wisteria blossoms, Estelle would have changed them one by one.

After all, since she had taken this high-end custom order on behalf of Penelope Sullivan, she, as the designer, was obligated to fulfill the client’s requests.

’But... what’s the point of criticizing the color?’

The woman on the other end was suddenly at a loss for words, then angrily hung up the video call.

Penelope Sullivan, who had been standing to the side, rolled her eyes and couldn’t help but apologize. "My bad. I accepted this order without asking your opinion first."

They had taken orders for each other when they were abroad before, but this was the first time Penelope Sullivan had ever seen someone so arrogant and deliberately difficult.

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted her decision. But if they were to cancel this order, not only would they be unable to afford the penalty fee, but their studio’s reputation would also plummet.

Just then, another call came in. It was the same butler.

"My sincerest apologies, Ms. Estelle Lockwood. The young lady you just spoke with is our little princess. This jewelry is being designed for her maternal grandmother, so she is being rather particular."

"But please rest assured and continue to design according to your own ideas. Violet jadeite is Her Majesty the Queen’s favorite type of jade. You don’t need to listen to our little princess."

Estelle Lockwood understood now. This jewelry set was a gift the Prince intended to give to Her Majesty the Queen of Britain, and the little princess was the Queen’s maternal granddaughter. That explained why she was so picky, but...

Estelle Lockwood asked coolly, "So this little princess is not my client?"

"That’s correct. Your client is His Highness the Prince."

Estelle Lockwood understood. "Then I’ll have to trouble you to explain that clearly to the little princess. If there’s a next time, I won’t be so courteous."

"Of course, Miss Lockwood. Our Prince has seen your design and thinks it’s quite good. Please continue."

The call ended, and Penelope Sullivan breathed a sigh of relief. "Phew... It seems this Prince is reasonable after all. But it’s strange, why use an Innerland-style design for a gift to their queen?"

Estelle Lockwood shook her head.

The little incident was over.

...

The color drained from Rose Lowell and Noelle Lockwood’s faces instantly!

Noelle Lockwood bit her lower lip, her eyes welling with tears as she looked ready to collapse.

Rose Lowell’s mind went blank for a second before she let out a piercing shriek. "No—!!! How could my daughter marry him! I refuse! Absolutely not!!!"

’This man is a fat, ugly slob who gets out of breath after walking just a few steps! My Noelle deserves the best man in the world! How could this man possibly be worthy of her!’

"Insolent!" the noblewoman scoffed. "Not worthy?! Who the hell does Estelle Lockwood think she is that my son isn’t worthy of her? My son is the Prince’s eldest son; he’s going to inherit the title! If my son hadn’t taken a fancy to Estelle Lockwood, do you think I’d let him marry a woman who’s already been married?!"

’Wait... hold on. Estelle Lockwood?’

Rose Lowell suddenly realized.

’So the "daughter" the noblewoman was talking about was Estelle Lockwood, not Noelle!’

’If she could just hand Estelle Lockwood over to this pig of a man...’ A wave of malicious glee washed over Rose Lowell.

"Mom."

Noelle Lockwood spoke in a soft, gentle voice. "I think the lady is right. To be noticed by the Prince’s eldest son is a blessing for my sister."

"Not bad. You, the adopted daughter, are a sensible one."

The Princess said, "My son wants to marry Austin Lockwood’s biological daughter. Do you have any objections?"

In Rose Lowell’s mind, Austin Lockwood’s biological daughter was Estelle Lockwood, wasn’t she? Noelle, on the other hand, was the one she had brought home from the orphanage.

So, Rose Lowell nodded eagerly.

But she failed to notice Austin Lockwood’s rigid expression.